By the river outside the fishing village.

Luo Xingchen, Mo Anbai and Axi rushed to the river together and saw a group of people staying noisily on the pier of a small harbor.

After they saw Mo Anbai and his party, two of the men immediately came forward to greet them.

"Miss Bai, no...it's not good, we are in trouble."

The black-faced man who stuttered was none other than Li Dazhuang, the mayor of the small fishing village.

"Brother Dazhuang, speak slowly." Mo Anbai came closer. Her eyes had already passed through the crowd and fell behind a group of people. She saw many corpses with their faces covered.

"We went out to work as usual in the morning. There was a brother who dragged a person up with a net..."

"Originally, this is quite common. It is very common for us fishermen to catch something."

"But this time is different. After a body was fished out at first, then a large body appeared floating upstream!"

"We fished out more than a hundred bodies. If people from the government find out about this, our village will be doomed!"

Li Dazhuang's eyes were full of fear.

"How could the village die if the government knew it?" Luo Xingchen answered on the side. He obviously didn't understand the logic behind this.

"This young master is from outside, right? The government here doesn't care about the seriousness of the matter. They will just put the blame on us. By then, we will become murderers." Li Dazhuang said, while sniffing.

He was gasping for air and looked panicked.

"Is this really the case with the government offices here?"

Luo Xingchen cast his searching eyes on Mo Anbai next to him.

"Yes, that's it. The government agencies don't ask about the merits. They come here as convenient as they want. In places like ours, when there is a case, they don't dare to report it to the government... The government will eat the plaintiff and eat the defendant, and the defendant and the plaintiff will destroy their families together.

It’s all commonplace.”

Mo Anbai nodded.

"Since we have to tell the government, it seems we have to handle this matter ourselves."

Luo Xingchen frowned.

"I'll go and see who the deceased are."

Immediately, Mo Anbai comforted Li Dazhuang with a few words and walked quickly towards the body placed on the dock.

There were hundreds of corpses, and their faces were all covered with linen.

There is no way, the conditions in the small fishing village are not good, so if you can find so much linen, you are doing your best.

This is the most basic respect for the deceased.

Mo Anbai took a cursory glance.

Judging from the appearance, these people were both male and female, old and young, and all wore the simplest old cloth. At first glance, they looked like poor people.

Then, Mo Anbai lifted the cloth covering the face of one of the middle-aged men, took out the silver needles one by one, and began to examine them carefully.

Luo Xingchen noticed that the fishermen, led by village chief Li Dazhuang, had already stood in a circle and were standing on the outside.

They looked at Mo Anbai with rare concentration, and they all remained silent without speaking.

It can be seen that in the minds of these people, Mo Anbai is very prestigious.

Mo Anbai's method was obviously very clever, as the silver needles kept piercing the skin of the mature man.

After a while, she raised her head, stood up, and started walking towards the other body.

Just like this, one after another, checking seven or eight bodies in a row, Mo Anbai let out a long breath.

She glanced at the crowd and said slowly: "These people were all killed, not drowned."

"Kill, kill?"

Li Dazhuang became more and more frightened.

The villagers also began to talk one after another, with fear in their expressions.

"The official will arrest us and put us in jail, and we will all die."

"Yeah, let's just run away. We won't survive unless we run away."

"Can't you just be quiet? Miss Bai is still there? What are you afraid of?"

Some of them expressed dissatisfaction.

"Yes, let's see what Miss Bai says."

Someone echoed.

"Folks, don't be anxious. Now let's carry all the people away and put them in the yizhuang. I will deal with this matter as soon as possible, believe me."

Mo Anbai stood up straight and shouted.

"Listen to Miss Bai, let the boys lend a hand and carry the person away!"

Li Dazhuang put his hands on his hips and shouted loudly.

The villagers looked at each other for a few times. Although they still had doubts in their hearts, in the end, they followed Li Dazhuang's instructions and brought the corpses one by one into Yizhuang.

There are many houses built with thatched roofs in the village's yizhuang, which can barely fit the bodies inside.

"Can you tell how he died?"

Standing in a quiet place outside Yizhuang, Luo Xingchen finally found a chance to talk to Mo Anbai alone.

"Yes, those people all died from ruptured internal organs. From the surface, there are no scars. It looks like they died from drowning, but in fact they were not." Mo Anbai said.

"Being able to break through the internal organs without leaving any trace on the surface is not something ordinary people can do." Luo Xingchen narrowed his eyes slightly. He did not doubt what Mo Anbai said. Mo Anbai would not speak nonsense.

"Yes, only martial arts masters or those who practice internal martial arts can do it. The Nu family carefully observed the technique, but did not see anything special. There are sects with this technique in the northern Jianghu of Daqi, at least

There are seven or eight families, and this is on the surface... No one knows how many people are cultivating secretly." Mo Anbai sighed quietly.

"It doesn't matter if we can't figure out the murderer for the time being. I'll handle it at the government office. After I drove away Long Junhao, I found out that in Linze City, the status of Yang's Trading Company was surprisingly high, even to the point of influencing the imperial government.

This is simply unimaginable in Beijing.”

After Long Junhao left, Luo Xingchen chatted with Mi Xiu, checked some information about Yang's Trading Company branch, and discovered many surprising secrets.

In the capital, merchants are just merchants, and their status is far inferior to that of officials and powerful people.

Businessmen often have to attach themselves to a powerful person to ensure safe development.

This is also one of the reasons why Yang's Trading Company expanded rapidly in the capital.

It's not that other businessmen are too stupid, but that other businessmen are dancing with shackles, so naturally they are not as smooth as Yang's firm moving forward freely.

"Sir, I'll leave it to you."

Mo Anbai suddenly became very serious.

"Don't worry, I can solve these things, but I think there is a bigger crisis, not from the government, but from the murderer!" Luo Xingchen frowned.

"The murderer may be walking down the river."

"Sir, I want to go up the river and have a look." Mo Anbai looked into Luo Xingchen's eyes.

"Let's go, let's go now."

Luo Xingchen thought for a while and decided to set off with Mo Anbai. Now that he had met him, he couldn't ignore it.

What's more, he had an inexplicable hunch that this murder might be related to his move north.
Chapter completed!